This blog entry has been removed, revised and included in the romping sci-fi epic TESTAMENT: FUNNY BADGERS by Indigo Roth, Red Angel Publishing, 2013.
Its reference in the book is MAX 5:1-71
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WD40 will fix anything that Windex can't. Or vice versa.
ReplyDeleteHey Nancy! Heh, I'm glad you recognised it. I thought it was WD40 and duct tape, but I'm not an qualified engineer. If I did, I'd own a hammer. Indigo x
DeleteDuct tape also works.
ReplyDeleteHerr Doktor! I assume you always carry both? And a hammer? I always liked to carry paper and pen, but they were never any good when something broke down. Have you heard from Eolist today? I heard there was an explosion in Michigan, and wondered if they'd delivered decaff to her by mistake? Roth
DeleteDecaf to Eolist - what a dreadful mistake. I remember when they left the birds eye chilli off your pizza.
DeleteOr indeed, made you a vegetarian Meat Feast.
DeleteOh my!
ReplyDeleteYou, my friend, need a lady, and since you've been in that solitary state for as long as I've known you, it's clear that you're incapable of getting one for yourself - or perhaps of getting one on the same planet - sorry - continent. I will just have to do something about it on your behalf.
No - don't thank me - I've been wondering for a while if that advert I get down the side of my Yahoo email page about desperate - oops, sorry again - I mean suitable
ladies from foreign climes actually could work for anyone. You know the ones, 'willing to travel/distance no object' - that kind of thing. Lots of photo's of glasses and hints of facial hair. You're not a fussy type are you Indigo? No, course not - silly question really.
Right I'll get started replying on your behalf while you......... well, probably best if you don't do anything.
I MEAN ANYTHING!
Now stop fidgeting and leave reality alone for a bit. Look what happened the last time when it fell out of that hole in your trouser pocket.
Hmmn - wonder of anyone would be willing to help get the advert together. I may need to get creative........
Hey Alistair! Sorry matey, no time to reply, there's a horde of ladies from the subcontinent banging on my front door. Indigo
DeleteThat's power of t'internet for you laddie. And let's face it - even if none suit you, you probably won't be going out that front door anytime soon.
DeleteSorry 'bout that!
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No worries. I rather like this cupboard under the stairs.
Deleteso glad you were able to locate and abate and lubricate the noise. a squeaky heart, who knew...
ReplyDeleteps: i'm okay, thanks to the MacGyver DVDs you sent i managed to come away from the "can't you just pretend its caffeinated?" fiasco with an new passport and a bit of soot on my shoe. ;)
Hey Eolist! Glad you made it! I'm still giggling from the lolly-stick-and-rubber band cartoon with MacGuyver with Erectile Dysfunction >=D Indigo x
DeleteI could use that thingamajig. My heater is so damn noisy. If I didn't hate the sound of my chattering teeth even more, I'd turn it off.
ReplyDeleteDelightful, as usual, my friend. And now I want my own aardvark, too.
Hey Jayne! Sorry to hear the cold found you. Earplugs may be the only solution? Or a handsome beau to cuddle up to. As for the aardvark, be careful what you wish for; those little buggers are always up to something. Much like the beaus. Indigo x
DeleteTwo words. Ear plugs!
ReplyDeleteMy sleep defence of choice!
DeleteAnother blissfully imaginative story!! Thank you Indigo! And Dr. Tunguska!
ReplyDeleteHey Kato! The Herr Doktor is the main culprit, clearly. Tho he's not been himself since the name change. I'm hoping he settles in and sparkles up his dialogue a bit. Indigo x
DeleteOnce again I felt like I was a part of the journey - marvellous stuff Sir :)
ReplyDeleteThanking you, Sir. Tho believe me, being part of this journey is overrated; it was a serious walk home once Max realised the off switch was inside the pyramid. C'est la vie.
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